Ghetto Story Chapter 2

Here's my ghetto story (story) (this a survival story)

Been in hell, through the fire (true ghetto story)

Now, gonna take it higher

Here's my survival story (story) (this is my story)

So many reasons to sing now (real ghetto story, hey)

Plus now we got the keys to the kingdom

I remember those days when hell was my home

When me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam

An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb

When Mama gone a work me go street go roam

I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone

An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome

I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone

An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome

I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown

An mi best friend Richie get two inna him dome

I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone

An Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan

But Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone

Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own

Now a we a lock the city and that is well-known

Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone, mi say Mickey

We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now (this a survival story)

We have whole heap a extra - cau we nuh bruk now (true ghetto story)

Rah, rah, rah, rah (hey!)

We got the kingdom, so we have to make way

We take it from the bottom to the top, baby (this is my story)

And now the whole community can live greatly (real ghetto story)

(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

I remember those days when we was dead broke

And I could barely find a dollar for a token

Hop in the train just to get where I'm goin'

Po po's after me, I'm runnin' like I'm smokin'

Remember those days when I went to bed hungry

All I ever ate was white rice and honey

Big dreams in my head, empty my tummy

Might crack a smile, but ain't nothin' funny

I remember playin' over needles in the street

Everywhere I go, a man want some part of me

13, 13 was hookers and hoes

On 11th Avenue, sellin' bodies for dope (whoa)

Remember cryin', sayin' that will never be me

Gonna make it someday, gotta be somebody

Say, mommy, don't worry, it's just you and me

But one day we will get out of this misery (hey!)

We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now (this a survival story)

We have whole heap a extra - cau we nuh bruk now (true ghetto story)

Rah, rah, rah, rah (hey!)

We got the kingdom, so we have to make way

We take it from the bottom to the top, baby (this is my story)

And now the whole community can live greatly (real ghetto story)

(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

Here's my ghetto story (story)

Been in hell, through the fire

Now we gonna take it higher

Here's my survival story (story)

So many reasons to sing now

Plus now we got the keys to the kingdom

Jamaica get screw, tru greed an glutton

Politics manipulate and press yutes button

But we rich now, so dem caan tell man notin'

'Cause a we a mek Mama a nyaam fish an mutton, ehh

Ova dehso mek mi tell unnu some'in

Tru mi dey a foreign now a guy kill me cousin

An mi here sey TD deh dey but him sey he wasn't

Anytime mi fly down him a get 'bout dozen, 'cause

We get di ting dem, dem outta luck now (hey)

Mi squeeze seven and the whole a dem a duck now

We have whole heap a extra - cau we nuh bruk now (now, now, now, now)

Rah, rah, rah, rah (hey!)

We got the kingdom, so we have to make way (you got to make way)

We take it from the bottom to the top, baby (baby)

And now the whole community can live greatly

(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

I remember those days when hell was my home (oh)

When me and Mama bed was a big piece a foam

An mi never like bathe and my hair never comb

When Mama gone a work me go street go roam (hey)

I remember when Danny dem tek me snow cone (hey)

An mek him likkle bredda dem kick up Jerome (hey)

I remember when we visit dem wid pure big stone (hey)

An the boy Danny pop out something weh full chrome

I remember when we run, Fatta get him knee blown

An mi best friend Richie get two inna him dome

I remember so the avenue tun inna warzone

An Mickey madda fly him out, cau she get a loan

But Mickey go to foreign and go tun Al Capone (hey)

Mek whole heap a money and sen in our own (hey)

Now a we a lock the city and, that is well-known (hey)

Yesterday Mickey call me pan mi phone, mi say Mickey